Alleyways - Lovers On Parade

Sweating on the sheets
Toss-and-turning in the morning when I sleep
Daylight breaking through the cracks
I don't know how to relax
Wearing headphones, music keeps my mind off of the subject
You're not the King of Carrot Flowers
Jeff Mangum doesn't care about you

In the shower, pressed my hand against the wall
Moaned your name into my arm
We love the same, just different people in different ways
I hear your voice in all the music, see your face in films
Like Butch held hands with the Sundance Kid
I think of all the stuff we should've did

Hip hip hooray
Lovers on parade
Hip hip hooray
Lovers on
They're marching in the summer heat
Up and down Good-Latimer Street

I'm sitting in the corner
Skylar snuggles up on Riley
When you're looking through my eyes
It feels like they know I'm watching
And I'm anxious
Holding on to shallow hope
Just a dream before the dream
When you wake me
Just be careful when you shake me from my sleep
My desire: don't you know I am a liar
Dealing with these brand new demons
If you walk away, I'll doubt you ever happened
What we want and what we need
All the faces we can see
I'm not a poet
But words have never come so easily

Hip hip hooray
Lovers on parade
Hip hip hooray
Lovers coming 'round the bend and down the hill
Smoking by the windowsill

A brutal fantasy of Oak Lawn, A.D. 1990
Two lovers in each other's arms
Swore they'd be together at the end
Lonely is as lonely does
We both want what we each think is good for us
I envy those who never fall in love

Hip hip hooray
Lovers on parade
Hip hip hooray
Lovers on parade
Hip hip hooray
Lovers on parade
Hip hip hooray
Lovers through the window, out the door
Lovers on parade forevermore

Written by:
Alana Daly

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